Ready for...

It's 8 o'clock, Sunday night.  i've got as much ready for tomorrow as i can get.  it's been a day, and i'm weary.

i did my stuff, far as the readings, the medicine and the prayer.  i have to say, i'm glad to be back in the habit of praying, not only in the morning but also before meals.  i feel connected, and a sense of gratitude, and that is the motivation for me.  i did some writing, i wrote lyrics on a song that still needs a good chorus, and i went to the meeting.  i am having issues with my power steering, and i'm going to have to address that soon.  i came home with plans to grill but the weather never broke warm today so i baked my proteins and had my dinner that way.  a pause for the trauma...

when i went to start my dinner, i noticed the mice had been doing their thing in the last 12 to 24 hours or so.  the stove was peppered with their calling cards.  stove TOP, that is.  lawd... a can of honey roasted peanuts had the plastic lid chewed thru and shit.  i was on the verge of blowing a gasket.  now, it's on me.  because i know they still there.  i got one poison pack that had been down, but that isn't going to stop any family.  but the anger got to me.  it was the contemptuous way they just threw their, um... gauntlet down.  so i said, after a prayer, 'Challenge accepted, motherfuckers!!'
now, all traps are reloaded, with peanut butter under the trigger as well.  maybe they can sit and eat from the top, but if they try to get the last drop, sha-POW!  the other two fresh poison traps are out as well.  going to put out poison pellets in the morning.  their shit is cleaned up, and i'm waiting to see what happens next. 

meanwhile, i'm flaring with gout/neuropathy on my last day of freedom. how you like that?  so i'm medicated for that, and i'm about to go to sleep.  got to do some things tomorrow; meeting at work, help my mom with her bills, take Syd and the baby to his doctor's appointment.  so sleep and a lack of pain will be appreciated, but the day will move forward no matter how i'm feeling. 

i am grateful to God for the time off, for the means to take care of me and to share time with those who chose to.  i'm blessed and i feel okay tonight, and i'm done with this one for now